Crocodile? Alligator?

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As written.  But... which is which?  Or, more truly, who is... whom... which?  Oh, I've been accused.  I love it when she accuses, blames, points the finger.  I... do.  And I know she means it.  I also know she wouldn't have it any other way.  From her side, or my side, and she, too, is what she is?  Yes.

And, yet...

The pride the woman takes in her nature!

So, and again... who is whom?  Or, which is which, which is whom, who is which?  So... many... questions... and answer, if you read well.  Between the lines... sheets... which is who?

I have some... understandings.  I do.

What a dish.  Best served cold?  Your mileage may vary.

The games we play.

Still, only way things work, in my world?

Aye.